Some hapless chap wants to play us a tune, But he's forgotten to bring his guitar; So he keeps on trying to borrow one, Though he's had no luck so far. "Get yer hands off of mine," The musicians all groan, "My guitar's far too fine. Ye should've brought yer own." It doesn't help that he's such a noob, A man who's entirely unknown; No-one's willing to give this rube A helping hand with a loan.
No surprise he's not been back to the folk club.
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